2006

It is the eve of the new year 2006. Rather than looking back, i want to look into the future..my hopes and dreams for 2006. The good times, the bad times and the so so times that was 2005 will pass in about 8 hours time.Nothing i can do to change whatever that had happen but it will be part of my life to make me a much better human being.

The first thing that i hope for 2006 is finding a better and more secure job. Something that will give me more satisfaction, excitement and also abviously a much better pay. I dont want to go to work with a heavy heart every morning and dreading what the day is gonna bring to me.

I also hope that at the same time next year,there will be a Mrs. Red Raven in my life. I found The One for me and i hope what we have both planned will come true. I cant wait to end my single life and start a new one with her. I have to admit it will not be easy but i wouldnt want to start it with anyone else but her.

I hope that all my family and friends will also be blessed and all their dreams will come true. My life is blessed with beautiful and lovely people and seeing them happy and smilling will always completes my day. I pray that my parents health are improve, i wish my sisters will be successfull in their work and studies, i wish my brothers will finally land a better job for themselves, i wish my friends will be successful and find whatever they are looking for...fame, fortune,partner maybe.....

I also hope that United will once again find their greatness and overhaul Chelsea. If Fergie's future is in doubt i hope we will get a new coach in the form of Capello which honestly is not a bad candidate with his credential and experience. I hope we will finish as champion (and secretly wish Chelsea will falter in the second half of the season) and win the FA cup and also the League cup too....

I hope i can pursue my studies...in a field that i choose myself and i know i am gonna love. What it is, only a few people know. Hopefully, in maybe 3 or 4 years time, i can pursue a career in a field i know i will be at home.

I also hope that i can improve on my writing skills and at the same time improve my English diction. I hope my sherie will not have to correct me all the time and i can finally talk in English with more confidence. I also hope that i can eliminate most of my spelling and gramar mistakes in my writing.

I also hope i can control my temper. Although i do think i have improve but i hope i can just say bye to it all together and maybe communicate my frustration and dissapointment in a more civilize and matured way.

I hope i can improve on my communication and socializing skills. I hope i can try to be a bit more friendly and more approachable so i can make more new friends in this not so new place for me now.

I hope i will improve myseld as a human being, as a son, as a brother,as a boyfriend, as a friend and as a Muslim. Something that should not be done when it comes to new year only but i guess each and everyday of our life.

And finally, i hope that each one of you will be bless and may the next year of your life will bring happiness, success and all good things just come and knock your door....AMIN

p/s: for sherie....you have made 2005 a year i will always remember. you came into my life and just shine it. the rest of the year is a blur since the day i met u.

Song of The Year (English) - Believe Me(Fort Minor)

Song Of The Year (Malay) - Elegi Sepi(Azharina)

Movie of the Year (English) - Harry Potter 4 - The Goblet of Fire

Movie of The Year (Malay)- Baik Punya Cilok

Album of The Year (English) - The Emancipation of Mimi (Mariah Carey)

Album of The Year (Malay) - Yang Tercinta (Mawi)

News of The Year (World) - The Paskitan Quake

News of The Year (Local) - Datin Sri Endon's passed away

Sports Moment of the Year (World)- Liverpool come back to win the European Champions' League

Sports Moment of the Year (Local) - Selangor winning every single thing

Entertainment News of the Year (World) - Pitt - Aniston divorce or Pitt - Jolie dating

Entertainment News of the Year (Local) - Yusry - Erra announce marriage in trouble

Artist of the Year (World) - Mariah Carey

Artist of The Year (Local) - Mawi

Gayat

I am afraid of heights. Dalam bahasa melayu, I ni gayat. How bad is it? Ask Sherie. I just shrieked like a girl when it comes to height. I would just forget that I am a guy and I should be macho and cool about it. I am not cos heights just frightens me. I would break into cold sweat. My face will automatically turn white. Jadi pucat semacam. Although I do try to get over it but so far, I still can’t


I went on a ride at the Euro Fun Fair at One Utama recently. Well, honestly it was not my idea because I would rather be throwing darts at balloons, sitting down playing bingo or catching plastic ducks and hope I win more than just a plastic rose flower. It was my dear Sherie’s idea to go on “The Vector” because it looked fun. She said that she doesn’t mind us not going on the ride but I know she wants to go up and I wouldn’t let her go alone. I could see that her eyes were looking at “The Vector” and you could just see how she really wanted to go on it. For her, the adrenaline rush that she gets from being thrown up in the air with only straps holding you to ur seat is fun. Not my idea of fun. What if the straps were loose? What if the machine suddenly rosak and we are hanging for our dear life? Arghhh……I was sweating and having a nervous attack but I said “Takpe lah…kita naik lah. Maybe it would be fun”….


She was getting excited and I was getting intoxicated with the idea of being thrown up in the air. I was whiter than Mr White at that time. When they strapped me up and I was hanging in the air, I was saying “Ya Allah” non-stop. We were about maybe 60 to 70 feet in the air and then the machine just flipped. The seat was also flipping. I was hanging for for dear life and I was quiet. I was very quiet. I was closing my eyes and I was sweating…cold sweat. It was flipping violently and Sherie was actually shouting with joy. With delight. How? Why? I was holding on and hoping I wouldn’t be thrown 100 feet away and die and she was screaming and laughing. She was happy and enjoying it.


Those 15 minutes was something I would not want to endure again in the near future. I just want to make sure that my feet are always on the ground and never should it be hanging 70 feet on the air. I had a nightmare that night. I was screaming and woke up from my sleep and I was wet from my sweat. Does that make me any less a man? I don’t know but I hope one day I will get over my fear of heights..maybe joining Fear Factor would help? Well, I don’t know but that evening I was actually on a flight back to Kuching……

World Cup 2014 - Fantasy Or Reality?

The other night I was watching Scoreboard Extended on TV3. The topic was “Piala Dunia 2014- Fantasi atau Realiti?”. I am not sure if a lot of people know but it seems like FAM has targetted World Cup 2014 as the year where a Malaysian team will be part of the 32 elite teams. Meaning that Malaysia will be pitting their skills and game against the mighty Brazil, Argentina, England, Germany, France or other football power house. But like the topic that was discussed…is it a fantasy or a reality?



Can we in maybe 6 years time (deduct two years for qualifying round) prepare a team capable of reaching the final 32 teams? Less than a month ago we lost to Vietnam in the semi-final of the Sea Games. To qualify, we have to be among the top 5 nation in Asia which include Japan, South Korea, Arab Saudi, Iran, Bahrain, Qatar and Kuwait and with Australia joining the Asian Football Federation. We are not even the best in our South East Asia region and we are talking of reaching the World Cup in 2014.



Unless in that six years time we found a Rooney, a Ronaldinho, a Ronaldo or a Cech somewhere in our proud Malaysia, I don’t see this becoming a reality. Don’t accuse me of not believing in the “Malaysia Boleh” slogan but we do have to make sure what we dream of are at par with our ability and mentality. Right now, with the current state of our football, I don’t see any reason why we should be dreaming of reaching the 2014 World Cup or even the Asia Cup.



I do want to see Malaysia in the World Cup one day, don’t get me wrong. Even countries like Togo, Ivory Coast, Ghana and even Trinidad & Tobago are gonna be playing in the World Cup this summer 2006 with their sudden emergence as a football nation. Malaysia will hopefully one day qualify but the road leading to the World Cup is long and bumpy. It has been a long period since Malaysia has given us anything to shout about. We are still basking in the memories of Allahyarham Mokhtar Dahari, Ghani Minhat, Soh Chin Aun and many more football legends in our country during the 70’s and early 80’s but what can we be proud of now? We have not won any major competition for over a decade with the gold medal in the SEA Games 1989 serving as the last proud moment in Malaysian football history. We have endured more humiliation with losing to minnow football countries like the Philippines and Myanmar in the SEA Games and also trashed by a Hong Kong team.



It is not just FAM responsibilities to guide Malaysia there but we as Malaysian should come together and also be part of that journey. FAM can plan and strategize to get a Malaysian team into the World Cup but without us helping, none of those plans and strategies will be effective as proven so far. I don’t think I am in a position to criticize FAM or any of the state FA but I think they should be more focus on the future of football rather than what we have now.



We should concentrate on the young generation of our country. We should make sure that the next generations of Malaysia’s footballer have a strong basic football skills and knowledge. These basic skills should not be taught to them when they are 14 or 15 years old but we should start from a tender age of maybe 6 or 7 years old when it is easier for them to absorb this information. If we teach them when they are teenagers, they have already created their own habit of playing and it is hard for them to accommodate skills that are basic. Some players are born with talents but if we do not help to sharpen their skills, the talent would just be a talent. From age group competition, coaches should identify players and the selected players should be put in a football academy to be set up in each state. Right now, the only sport school I know, correct me if I am wrong, is Bukit Jalil Sports School. In my opinion, we need more sports school or in this case football academies so we have a much wider pool of players to select from.



We do have age group competition and also Piala Presiden but we do have to understand that the players will only meet maybe a month before the competition and train together. After the competition, all of the players will go back to their respective school and will be coach by teachers who might not have any qualification to teach football. It would be better if we can keep group them into an academy where qualified coaches will coach them in all aspect of football. At the same time, this academy will also help to instill discipline so they can be a better professional. At the same time, the academy can make sure the boys are eating healthy to build their physical strength and body built.



Setting up the academies will definitely need a lot of money, but if MPPJ are willing to invest RM15 million into their M-League team, why can we persuade other major companies around the country to be major sponsors. At the moment, the focus of state FAs and also clubs in Malaysia are in the wrong direction. Instead of joining forces to develop Malaysian football, their major focuses are winning the league and the Malaysia Cup, which to me are short term success. Instead of parading new young players, these teams are proud to announce the recruitment of players from Indonesia, Ghana, South Africa or European countries who are not even good enough to make the grade in their own league. Maybe the foreign players to develop the young players in the team but so far, what have we achieve with foreign players in our league? The quality of football in our country has not improved and I dare say, is even lower than before.



Parents should also play an active part to help in the development of football for the future. In Malaysia especially, a career in sports in general is not a very popular choice for parents who would rather see their children to grow up as doctors, lawyers, engineers and accountants. With the introduction of football academies where the focus would not only be preparing their children to be professional footballers but also making sure their children education are on top of the list too. With this in mind, even if they do not succeed in making football as their career, they can also pursue their academic excellence. Being a professional footballer should not stop anyone to be a scholar too as proven by world class players and coaches around the world.



To achieve a dream of reaching the World Cup, all parties should be working together. Each one of us Malaysian should also contribute, directly or indirectly towards achieving that dream. We have to be patient to see the fruit of the investment. We should set a realistic target for our long term program. We should first be the best in South East Asia by winning the Sea Games gold and the Tiger Cup, and then to qualify and also win the Asia Cup. We need to establish our self and also maintain that performance before we can dream of qualifying and playing in the World Cup. And like I said, the key to this success is everybody needs to work together as a team without political or self interest which now ruining our football quality now. We need to be patient and also allow time to be on our side.



Maybe one day, we will see Malaysia in the World Cup. For the time being, the side of Malaysia winning the gold medal in the Sea Games or the Asian Games would be enough for us football fans.

Put More Effort

How do u satisfy people? Boring betul lah ngan my work. As if I can force people to come and pay. I mean, I called this people sometimes sampai 5 times, to ask them to come and pay but kalau dia tak nak, should I be blamed for NOT PUTTING MORE EFFORT, the exact word my boss said to me. How? Should I go knock on their doors like an Ah Long? Should I track them down at the office and ask them to pay infront of their colleagues? Should I follow them home and harass them and their family for not paying their monthly membership fee? What I know is for the time being, I HAVE TO PUT MORE EFFORT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mirror

When we look into the mirror, have we ever stop and look at our self? Do you only see the physical side only? Need to loose some weight? That white spot on your hair? That decreasing hair line? That extra inch on your belly? Too much love handle? The bags under your eyes?

Do you analyze your inner self? The sin you have done that day? Did you stab anyone at the back today? Did you lie to anyone? Did you hurt someone feelings today? Are you proud of the person that is looking back at you?

Now, we always forget to stop and look at our self. We never took time to see who and what we have become. We might look at the mirror every day but what we see is not what we should see. When we see our self, we see that we need to exercise a bit more because we are putting that extra pound. We don’t see the need to exercise more on our empathy and love for human beings. We just see what we need to improve on the outside but we don’t see what we need to improve inside.

We become sad when we see our hair is decreasing but we are not sad when our moral values are decreasing. We become obsess on putting more muscles on our body or to tone our self but we are not obsess on putting more muscles on our knowledge and Iman towards Allah. We sit for hours thinking the best dye for our hair but we never sit and think on how we can be a better human being.

We see what we want to see but we never realize what is beyond that. We want things to be perfect around us but are you perfect for the things around you? We want to be appreciated by everyone but do we appreciate others? We think we deserve a lot more but have we done anything deserving?

We look in the mirror every day but are we actually looking what we are suppose to see? Maybe we should start looking now………..

SWK 101

Anyone planning to go to Sarawak any time soon? Maybe I can help with some of the local malay language. Beware that some of the words may sound the same but the meanings are totally different. Hopefully this will be of some help....and remember, to sound more Sarawakian, sebutan R tu kena tekan kan sikit…hehehehehe. This is just a few that I have compiled and honestly, there are a lot more. So if there is any Sarawakian words u want to know…just ask me.

A

Aok – Ya
Agak - Jumpa
Angol – Pening/Mual
Akhir – Lewat/Lambat
Acap – Banjir/Air naik
Ambik – Ambil,
Ngambik - Menjemput someone from somewhere
Asuk – Anjing
Anok – Marah
Abas – Lawat
Ngabas – Melawat
Api - Lampu

B

Bicu – Lipstick/Gincu
Burit – Punggung
Berolah – Nakal
Bengkeng – Degil
Bulu Mangsu – Bulu Kening
Berlagu – Menyanyi
Bujat – Buat perangai
Belon – Kapal terbang
Berayan – Meletak sesuka hati
Babo – orang yang selalu lupa atau nyanyuk


C

Congek – “bintang air mata”/suka menangis
Camne – Macam mana
Ceridak - Pengotor

D

Dango – Barang permainan
Berdango – bermain
Dolok – Dulu

E

Embak – Bawa
Engkah - Letak

G

Gago – Sibuk
Gurin – Baring
Gambong – Sama cam Bujat
Gerak – Bangunkan dari tidur


I

Inang – Pelihara seperti ikan, kucing, etc.

J

Juak – Juga
Jaik – Hodoh
Jenaka – Funny/ Lawak
Jerak – Tak akan buat lagi
Jeluak - Bosan

K

Kepak – Letih
Kedong- Alang-alang
Kemeh – Kencing
Kedak – Macam
Kenjar – Gatal
Kejeron- Busy Body
Kenak – Why
Kitak – Kau
Kamek – Aku
Kelakar - Cakap


L
Lawa – Sombong, Berlagak
Lewat – Tak kan lah

M

Maok – Mahu
Manok – Ayam
Motor - kereta

N

Nangga – Menonton/melihat
Ngerepak – Meleter
Ngabor - Berselerak

O

Olah - Perangai

P

Pusak – Kucing
Paloi – Bodoh
Polah – Buat
Molah – Membuat
Padah- Beritahu
Madah – memberitahu
Paluk – Pukul
Padu – Begitu
Pangkak – Langgar
Palak - Kepala



R

Raon – Ronda-ronda/Jalan-jalan
(Sik) Rajin – Tak suka/ Tak berkenan
Rindok – Suka
Ranggat – Kasar. Loud
Renah – Duduk diam,
Rami - Ramai

S

Somet – Misai
Siney – Mana
Sitok – Sini
Sia – Sana
Sik – Tak/Tidak
Sekoh –
Sidak – Mereka
Sak ati – benci/ tak suka
Sukati – actually singkatan for suka hati
Susu – Buad dada

T
Tandak – Tari
Bertandak - Menari
Tangga – Lihat
Tengah – Sedang
Tauk – Tahu
Taboh – Pukul
Tunok - Bakar

Paling Cantik???

Watching 8TV’s Malaysia’s Most Beautiful really makes me wonder one thing. What makes a woman beautiful? “Pada rupanya kah, pada jiwa nya kah, pada iman nya kah?”and from that show, I would definitely not find an answer for that elusive question.



When I tengok the show, cam malu je cos the title of the show really that define the true meaning. Apa sebenar nya motive that show? If the producers’ nak Malaysian to see that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I guess I am just blind lah kot cos so far, I can’t see what make this woman beautiful? Contestants who are mulut laser, confrontational, mengada, bitchy, proud of her “assets”, malu makan kat kedai mamak???Again, what is the motive? Oohh…to find the most beautiful woman in Malaysia. And the juries have to find one out of these lots? I pity the judges.



In the first place, how did they choose this woman? Kalau Malaysian Idol, Akademi Fantasia or even Audition, u kena ada bakat menyanyi, well, even if a little for some, but at least u have that as one of the most important criterias kan? ability to dance would be an advantage, well again for some. Rancangan “Mencari Cinta” yang agak popular sedikit masa dahulu pun u know the criterias….the guy must be desperately in need of getting married…well, it is one of the criteria kan. At least you know what the purpose is. To woo the girl of your dream (well she is the only one in the show) and get her to fall in love with you and then get married…which along the way u will be one of the famous couples in Malaysia and also ur wedding sponsored..not a bad deal. What other reality show do we have here in Malaysia… Fear Factor Malaysia which is a poor cousin of the Fear Factor over at AXN, still have some motives and criterias….the criteria for the contestants is u must be willing to eat maggots, bitten by kala jengkings, hanging for ur life on a rope and being thrown into the sea just for RM10,000……so u see where I am going here……how did they choose this woman. What makes them Malaysia’s Most Beautiful?? What did they do that make them beautiful in the eyes of the juries??? I am confused.



I know that they want to make to get high rating for the show. That is why all the cat fights and laser talking and whatever is shown on tv but do we have to portray our supposedly Most Beautiful Malaysian like this. These women were supposed to be the cream of crops, best of the best and pride and joy of Malaysia. What if, by chance, a foreigner was to watch this show…what would they think? What kind of image do they have for our Malaysian women?



I don’t have any objection on airing Reality TV shows but please, do u think Malaysia need a show like this? A show which suppose to show the beautiful side of a women, inside and outside, but so far I have yet to really understand and identify the beauty of the contestants. Maybe I am blind and ignorant of what a beautiful woman should be but I can honestly choose another 20 or more women to replace the contestants. Women who know what beauty means inside and outside and they don’t even realize how beautiful they are. Women who appreciate life and beauty around them and forget to appreciate their own beauty.



Until then, don’t forget “Malaysia’s Most Beautiful” at 9.30pm on 8TV every Thursday to find out what is beautiful in the eye of the juries……….

Sick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I feel like crap. It has been a long time since i sakit.I think dah almost 5 months. No flu, no demam, no cough, no nothing. That is until last night.I was looking forward to watching "Aeon Flux" with Sherie at 9.20pm. Dah book ticket but nasib baik belum beli lagi. I did not feel the best the whole day but i tot maybe because tired lah, after 3 days in a row of working out and futsal. When i came home, after Magrib tot to rest and sleep for awhile before picking up Sherie at 8.15pm but while trying to sleep, i feel a sudden rush of cold. Sejuk giler..i was shivering..rasa cam my whole body is covered by ice...i sms Sherie telling her i feel sick and might not be ok to watch the movie. She called me and at that time my head rasa cam kena pukul with a hammer, my body covered by ice, my eyes were cellotaped together, my legs were tied with iron balls and my perut was used for drums....she said she nak bring me to the clinic but i said no cos i dont feel i can walk or go anywhere. She said she will come over and buy me some food.

She came and brought pills and nasi ayam.With the first bite, i was on the way to the toilet a few seconds after that.I was vomiting like heck...every thing came out even the milo i drank for my breakfast. sorry to gross u out but dang. She start to scold me for not eating properly, for skipping my breakfast,lunch and dinner. She suspected that i kena gastric but i dont know. She went home after making sure i was ok. I cant even walk her to the door to see her out. That's how crappy i felt.

After she went back i slept. Woke up around 2.30 and sms my boss. Told her i wouldn't be able to go to work.I felt a bit better when i woke up (woke a few time to say hi to intro my arse and the toilet boil)Sherie sms me saying she wants me to take me to the clinic. I still dont know what is wrong with me and i was hoping the doctor would be able to. I still dont know what is wrong but at least i feel much better after takng the dozens of medicines from the doctor. If i am kinda merepek in here, i think it is because of the effect from the medicines...

I am recovering...and i have to go buy food now before sherie shout at me cos not eating again..she just sms me and it simplu say " Yang...please dont get me started again"...and trust me, i dont want to get her started again cos she will not stop ok....

Tiru Lagi

Your 2005 Song Is

Beverly Hills by Weezer "My automobile is a piece of crap My fashion sense is a little whack And my friends are just as screwy as me" You breezed through 2005 in your own funky style!

What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?

Your Porn Star Name Is...

Hairy Manilow

What's Your Porn Star Name?

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic

Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few. But if someone's obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky. Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

You Have a Melancholic Temperament

Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything. You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life. You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you. Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace. You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life. Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times. At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you. You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others. You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.

What Temperment Are You?

Down And Out

Out of the Champions League. After a glorious run of 9 consecutive years of going through the group stages and into the final 16, United have failed to make it 10 this year. The lost against Benfica at the Stadium of Light not just booted United out of the European Cup but also doomed United to the bottom of the league. Not even a UEFA cup place which were vacated by Lille, although the have the same points, who have a better head to head record than United. A nightmare end to United European challenge this year. Making it worst, all English team, Arsenal, Chelsea, Liverpool and Glasgow Rangers…yes…Rangers of the Scottish League who are now, if I am not mistaken 5th in their domestic league are through.

I stayed up to watch that match. I just don’t want to miss a chance to see the boys destroy Benfica just like Best did in the 1966 quarter final and also the 1968 final. 6 minutes gone, Scholes scored although he looks uncertain and surprised when he bundled in the newly appointed Captain Neville cross. We are at that point through and it looks like it was gonna be a rout and Best memories of those two nights when he announced his emergence as a new football hero and legend. But 10 minutes after that dream start, a header from Giovanni just dash those memories away and Beto’s deflected shot in the 34th minutes just destroyed the hearts of everyone associated with United. As a fan, a sense of anxiety and frustration was creeping inside of me when the time was ticking away closer to the end of the match. I was hoping for a miracle from Rooney, Ronaldo, Ruud and honestly even from Richardson when he came in as a late substitute. Anyone at all. Villareal did us a favour by winning the other match. We just need one goal and whoever scored that goal would have been elevated to “OLE” status. But that elusive and all important goal just wouldn’t come. I bet Ruud would trade 10 of his European goals for one that night. Rooney wouldn’t mind giving up his magnificent hatrick debut against Fenerbache for that one goal. Benfica’s time wasting tactics were horrible with their players just falling down at will, theatrically, with any contact or a dash of a wind from any United players. Frustration and anxiety surrounded the players can be felt by me as a fan. Nothing was working not even with almost 80% of the possession of the ball in the 2nd half. And to make it worst, not even a decent shot on goal except for that Ronaldo half pass half shot moment, when honestly he should have squared it to Scholes to tap in.

When the referee blew the whistle to end the match, United players’ head dropped, hands on their hips and some looking at the sky, maybe to ask forgiveness from Best for the way they played and end their European journey this season. Scoring only 3 goals in 6 matches and 4 matches without a goal. That’s how United performed in this year Champions League against Villareal and Lille who are debutants and also Benfinca. When the draw were made back in August, it looked like United were gonna strolled through the group stage and relishing another successful assault on the big prize. None of the teams in the group have the European pedigree and experience like United, well, other than Benfica back in the 60’s when Eusibio reign proud. Come December, Villareal topped the group and United looking from the bottom of group and wondering what went wrong.

Out of the Champions League meaning an estimated income of 15 million are gone. Fergie’s future as the gaffer is in doubts and there are speculations that he will not be the one running the show in the new season. Less money are in the kitty bag to buy new and big name player needed to boost the team in the January transfer market and also the lure of European matches are not there anymore to attract players especially with the World Cup is just around the corner. The fall of once a great club will be hoarding the papers all around the world. Those are just some of the consequences of missing the boat and going out a little too early for a team like United.

A quick fix is needed for the current United team. Fergie have come out and said United don’t need Ballack because they have to concentrate on certain areas of the field that need strengthening. But where in particular do we need streghtening when Chelsea have two for each position in their team.

The defenses honestly in my view need someone more assured than Silvestre and Ferdinand need to discover his form. Gerard Pique who is waiting for his chance to break into the first team is great for the future but again, he need more playing time and experience to make his mark. Maybe this highly rated center back should be given a chance now rather than later because Silvestre is not really performing now.

In the midfield, although Smith is getting better with his role as the midfield engine and the all action man, he does not have the charisma and edge like Keano. Keano was born for that role, Smith have to learn it. We may not find another Keano (closest to a Keano was Chelsea’s Essien) but we do need someone to control and deliver in that midfield. Scholes and Giggs had been loyal and great players, but we do need buffing up in that department to challenge Chelsea in the league and also to be competitive in the European game. Ronaldo, Fletcher, Park, Richardson are for the future but again, they just lack experience. We need someone who can lead and gel the young players together. Ronaldo sometimes overdo his trick and he ending up confusing himself or even his teammates. Maybe with maturity, his vision and overall view of the game will change and for United sake, I hope he mature soon.

I don’t see any problems in the attacking department. We have Ruud, Rooney who is only 20, Saha who is coming back after a terrible start to his United career and also Rossi, the young Italian who promise a lot in the future. The lack of goals going in is more to the service provided to them were non-existence.

The most important thing that needed beefing up is the temperament of the squad as a whole. The ability to chase the game and also to close out the opponent. For the past two season, United lost that edge and that ablity to just push up and change their gear when needed. The game against Portsmouth is the only game so far this season that United won with more than a goal advantage. Maybe Fergie have mellowed down with age but senior players in the squad like Giggsy, Scholesy and Neville should take that responsibility on the field and push the team young team. United of the past would not hang their head and give up the game even when there are 3-0 down. Remember the Spurs game, when we were down 3-0 at the Lane after the first half and came out top with a 5-3 win? That was the game that symbolize United. The determination to win and not giving up until the last minute is our game. Remember that 2 amazing goal in the 3 minute injury time during the final of the 99 European cup? Can this new generation of United players give us the same belief that the United team of the past gave us?

Sad it may be, United fans are not looking for any European games for the first time after 9 years after Christmas. United are still in the domestic cups and also still challenging for the league. The only good thing we can find from losing out on the European nights are we can actually concentrate on wrestling the premier league from Chelsea. More rest time and also more focus. I just hope and pray and I know, United will rise from the season which seem like everything just doesn’t seem to go our way. From one lost to one tragedy to one controversy but one thing I am sure, true United fan will always be behind the club and will always support United.

Buta Tarikh

Last Saturday, I watched a DVD I borrowed from Sherie. The movie title is “Must Love Dogs”. John Cusack and Diane Lane starred. It is basically about a woman who got divorced for 8 months and having a hard time getting over it. She have a big family, I think she have like 2 sisters and 2 brothers and a dad who were all trying to fix her up with a man and get over her divorce. But somehow she just finds it’s hard to actually be part of the dating game again after years of marriage. With her sisters’ help, she actually answered “the lonely hearts” ads and end up answering her own dad’s ads. Her sisters, not giving up, actually created an account in the internet for her and that’s where all the excitement begins.

While I was watching this movie, I was thinking and counting how many times I had actually gone out on blind dates set up by family and friends. And of course, dates set up by myself with the chat friends in the countless chat rooms and also partner matching love looking sites on the net. I guess it is easier now for us than our moms or dads before us to find a date. We have a wider range of choices and also the technologies advancement have helped us a lot in finding that one true love…but that one I leave for discussion another time cos rite now, it is about blind dates…haahahaha…

I don’t think I am the only who have experience of being set up for blind dates, mostly by my dear close friends. I mean, I know that they have my best interest in their heart but usually...well most of the time, I would find that their “interest” are not that interesting or not interested in me. They just don’t want me to be alone especially when attending dinner parties, weddings, get together, etc…basically they don’t want me to say no to every invitations just because I don’t have anyone to go with. Some of my friends even set me up because they just want to know my sexual preferences (and for the last time Kak Dayang, I am not gay. Don’t worry ok). And of course, they just don’t want me to be in the bujang lapuk statistics…….

Like I said, I had experienced being set up for dates by family and friends. Some I choose to cherish some I choose to erase it out from my memories. The moment u heard one of ur aunties or friends said “I have someone I want to introduce to you. I think she is just perfect for you”….a big “Oh No!” suddenly appears in ur head. And they would continue…” she is smart, polite, nice young lady. U should try and meet her. This is her number or if you want, I can arrange something for you, maybe a small gathering so u guys can meet up. Ok? U can thank me later. Trust me, u r gonna love her”……and for the record, I have not thanked anyone yet…..it is not like I don’t appreciate what they do but man….blind dates are hard

I like to categorize my blind dates into 3. The first one would be FFD (Family Friend’s Daughter). I would hear this girl’s name almost everyday for almost a week. “ Anak Mak Cik Midah kau tu, Nurul, baru je graduate and balik kat sini. Mak ingat nak invite them for dinner. U have plans tak this weekend?” my mom would say. I know what she is doing but would u say “I have plans. I want to go out and meet my friends and watch some football”…just to get away but u know no matter how u want to avoid it; u MUST meet anak Mak Cik Midah. Usually dates like this have the criteria below:

a) Daughter of a family friend
b) Usually wears tudung
c) Just graduated
d) Usually about 5-6 years younger
e) Close friends when we are kids
f) Introduce again during Hari Raya or some family gathering i.e. cousin’s wedding, doa selamat
g) Mom will call me to her room and ask me to meet the girl.


The second category I think I called it FWC (Friends’ Who Care) category. The usual introduction to this would be “I have a colleague, Milah is her name. She is such a sweet young girl. Smart and have a good sense of humor too. I just can’t believe it when she told me that she is single. I mean being pretty and all. I don’t know why, but I just think she is perfect for you. You are gonna love her.” And on and on and on…..by the end of the day I would have the girl’s number and at nite I would receive an sms reminding me to call MILAH…..which u obediently obliged. The criterias are:

a) Friend’s colleague or x-school or uni mate
b) Hair usually coloured
c) Working
d) Usually the same age
e) Never met her but she is suppose to be perfect for me
f) By word of mouth or at a party or some gathering
g) Friend will call or sms your phone before the date, during the date and after the date

The last category I would like to call WWW (World Wide Web). Yups, from the internet. Chat rooms and countless friendship or relationship website that connects you to people u would never meet. People all around the world, across the ocean, across the nation……the wonderful world of internet and technologies. This one is obviously by ur own hard work..it is u know...trying to make ur profile or u nick name (abg_misai_single, nani_lonely_gal, etc) sounds good and of cos to get some attention. The usual introduction usually a/s/l (chat rooms) or “Hi! Just wanted to drop by and say hi.” (message to ur account). The criterias would be:

a) Don’t know
b) Depends on the avatar or when the pix was taken
c) Working maybe, though the occupation column does sounds a bit strange ( Dreamer/ Dapur Officer)
d) Ermm….one day it is 18 but maybe tomorrow it can be 25, depending on who she talk to
e) I just hope the one in the pix is her cos damn she is hot
f) Depends on how frequent are u on the net and surf through
g) u keep it a secret


I guess most of my friends would have a similar list. Being a 30 year old man and always alone, i had my fair share of blind dates. I didn't come up with the categories and criterias above from just 3 blind dates...i think for the past 2 years, i had almost 2 blind dates set up in a month by friends, family and urs truly from the net. I certainly don't want to be alone and at one point, well, earlier this year, i actually was contemplating of asking my mom to look for a wife. I was tired of all the dating process, the getting to know part, etc....i just want to just forget about it....well...that was the plan

I have been through a lot of dating process, blind dates or whatever dates u can think of, but I guess the main thing is meeting the right person, at the right time and also with the right intention. It doesn’t matter who set u up or where u meet, the main thing is when the right person comes, u just know it. I found mine, just when i thought i would end up alone.

Put too much expetaction, u might be dissapointed. Accept what comes your way and love it for what it is, not what u expect and want it to be.....

p/s: before i terlupa...Cher scored 5 goals in last nite game, and sadly 3 goals were scored when i was the goalie....wa wa wa....

All Aboard!!!!!

I was on board SS Seccom last Friday. It was a fun and thrilling ride. The passengers look elegant, beautiful, fun and lively. The entertainment was excellent, top class I must say. The food was good, not Raju’s good but it was fulfilling.

Actually I was not on board of some Titanic like ship or anything but I was attending my girlfriend’s annual dinner and the theme was “ Sun, Sea and SC”… don’t ask me what it means but basically it is about the beach I was told. It was held at Shangri La in KL. As it is a Friday and it is in KL, so kena lah rush to beat the traffic, so I ask my boss to release me a bit early. So I left around 5.50pm cos I am gonna met my girlfriend around 6.15pm. kena rush sebab some roads in KL are gonna be closed for the ASEAN Summit rehearsal. And knowing Hartamas, it is already jam by the time I leave.

When I drive masuk to SC I saw my Sherie’s car was in front of me. I parked beside her and ask her to wait cos I have to change to my “Beach” attire for the dinner. Honestly I was uncomfortable going to a dinner in a big hotel with obviously have air conditioners…..with SHORTS!!!!!! It is not like I shaved my sexy and manly legs u know.Yes, I was into the beach theme. I am wearing shorts to an annual dinner at Shangri La. But I ignore it and got change, like Superman, in the car….making sure I have my undies inside rather than outside like Mr. Kent. Considering I don’t have super speed like him, I got through the whole changing process reasonably fast. And off we go (Sherie is driving cos she thinks she can do it better, and trust me she can)

The traffic was bad. Well, bila lah masanya traffic in KL is ok kan especially on Friday. I’m not gonna tell you what jalan yang jam giler cos I don’t know but what I am sure it is jam giler. I think we were stuck in it for about an hour maybe. So on the way to the hotel, I just amuse myself by singing to the songs playing on the radio (I don’t dare to touch the radio cos 1st rule in my girlfriend’s car “Don’t touch the radio!!!! No one else is allowed to touch it except for me”) and create my own lyrics to the songs. And it irritates the hell out of my girlfriend especially when I dance to the tune…”Stop embarrassing me ok….people in the other car can see you”….but deep down inside she likes my dancing skills…hahahahaha…

Sampai hotel, we parked and making sure where we parked (cos I tend to mix up the location u know). At the lobby I was hoping to find someone else wearing shorts. The though of I am the only one, will not do good for my confidence. Sherie and I masuk ke lobi hotel and my eyes are still trying to search for that one guy wearing shorts but to my despair, no one in plain sight is actually wearing shorts….ARGHHHH!!!! When we came down to the waiting area, I was panicking. The guest were actually dress nicely. The men were wearing suits…….and LONG pants…oh no… I am in deep S#i#!!! Trying to run away would be no good now. “ Jom sayang, we register” said Sherie. I was walking like a zombie, my stomach was turning and I feel funny. Did she heard or read wrongly about the attire for the dinner?

But then, I saw them. I saw people wearing beach wear….I saw men in shorts, in sandals…wohoo….yes…yes…yes…I am not the only one. Hahahhaha…. I was actually
looking at the wrong crowd. There were another function on the same level and I was spared the blushes….fuh…what a relief. Everyone was talking and laughing, and me too, inside. When we registered they gave us a coupon to take a picture, the background was a beach I think with the sea, pokok kelapak ( as Marsha AF3 would have said), a ball, etc. took the picture and mingle around (well she did, I was just following her). After awhile we were called to come in and we’ve got one of the best table in the house ( good choice Erina). Honestly it sounds corny and not original and I am still thinking, if we are on a beach, why are we actually in a ship? Maybe I am too detail. I think there were about 50-60 tables in the hall so I assume there were about 500-600 people. Quite a big turnout. The backdrop for the stage was clever, it was the front of the ship, that “I am the King of the world” moment.

Suddenly that Titanic song by Celine Dion played. What is the name of the song….”My Heart Will Go On”…I think. Oh my kambing, it was so corny but hey, I am on a ship, “king of the world” backdrop…I just follow the flow u know…hehehehehe. The screen were actually playing clips from the movie and I am still trying to figure out if I am on beach or on a ship but again I chose to ignore it. The MC came out, it was Dee (from Jangan Ketawa fame) and she/he was wearing something that make she/he looks like Big Bird.

It was the usual boring speeches. After that, the prize giving ceremony I think for the in house sports. Habis je, comes my favourite part…….eating..hehehehe…dinner is served. Like I said, the food was good, not mind blowing head bursting good but it was ok. The nasi goreng could have been goreng better but overall I think my favourite on that nite was the chicken. I don’t know ayam masak apa, but it was good.

The MC, Dee, was a hit. I think I just refer Dee as SHE from now on. She made the nite fun, lively, tak kering gusi and she just don’t care. Her jokes were over the top, laser giler the mulut. But she was funny, very funny. I don’t know how many times did she change clothes but man…again…she was hilarious.

There were also the SC Idol…wohooo…..and the winner is actually base on votes by the guests. Cool. I never heard of it before cos most of the singings contest I join and saw semuanya ada so call professional judges. This is very creative and cool. A bit like those sms voting singing contest but this one is poor version of it. The committee dah letak kan this voting paper on the table and each person on the table get to vote for their favourite or who they think deserve to win. On our table, it was more like “Mawi World” kinda vote. Hahahaha……Fa is one one of the contestants, so even before she start singing, well, even before the dinner start pun the Xs’ were only in one row….Farah’s column….hahahahaha…Sherie took the responsibility to vote for Fa for everyone. Considering that they are not professional singers, all of the contestants did very well and talented indeed. Fa sang “ Hatiku telah Dilukai” by Kris Dayanti very well although I do think that she did not have enough practice on that song (I am just assuming). I think if she have more practice, she would be more comfortable with the song. She sang well but a bit shaky on some parts. She got second but she was great that nite. Tiada pengalah malam itu. I don’t know the other two contestants name but one of the guys sang “Azura” by Jamal Abdillah who eventually won though I do think he kinda screams a bit when singing and the other guy sang an M. Nasir song. Good showmanship but lack on the song delivery. But like I said before, considering they don’t do it full time, they did great.

Like any other annual dinner, the Lucky Draws are the highlite. I have never been lucky with lucky draws before, I never won anything. It changes last year when I won the washing machine during my last annual dinner with my old company. But somehow my luck change since than. I thought I use up my luck this year when I won the Bingo game masa the Euro Fun Fair at One Utama the other day. I hope my luck terlekat lah kat Sherie. She said she never won anything during any annual dinner. And what do u know; she actually won a portable DVD player that nite (now it is in my room..hehehe) and our table also won the lucky table. Wow….Zureen also won herself a watch masa lucky draw. So, our table that nite was quite lucky.

The nite ends with a splendid show by Jac Victor, the 1st Malaysian Idol. She was amazing. Her voice. I am having goosebumps now just thinking of her voice. She sang 4 songs that nite. “Jangan Tinggal Daku”, “When I Fall in Love”, “Di Bawah Pohon Asmara” and of course that song….”Gemilang”. Her mic control, her voice control, she just wow each and everyone of the guest. Amazing is not the word to describe her voice. I thought the most embarrassing moment that nite was over when I thought I was the only one wearing shorts but I was wrong. I was actually persuaded…well…diugut to go up to Jac and give her a flower…man….that was embarrassing enough…she actually ask me to sing a line from Gemilang before she wants to accept the flower….ARGGHHHH…so I sang…. The only thing in my head at that time was my friends are laughing their arse off at the table….luckily I am dark..kalau tidak..i think everyone can see how red my face was. Just because of a dvd player…oh god….

I had fun that nite. I think I never had gone to an annual dinner and actually just sit and enjoy the show. I was always in the committee and to enjoy would be out of the question. It was a nice experience actually to just sit back, laugh, eat, do stupid and embarrassing thing. Overall, a nite of fun, excellent entertainment…oopppss…..i almost forgot, there was a magic show by a guy name Aslam Roy or Asam Boy..i am not sure…but I guess u guys got an idea what I think of the show…forgettable... moving on…extra marks for the MC who was great, ok food…


ALL ABOARD SS SECCOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Which One Is It?

What can a guy do to make his lady happy? If anyone knows the answer, please do tell us clueless men. It seems like nothing that we do makes it ok. Let see a few situations.

1. When a woman is angry or upset, should a man try to pujuk her or leave her alone? When a man try to pujuk, the woman might say just leave her alone and she will be ok later. How long is later? What if a mean decide to leave her alone, would that makes her even more upset cos the guy just don’t care enough to even pujuk. Which one is it?

2. When a woman wants something, does she say it directly and to the point to the man or does she just keeps quiet, gives clues or hints and hope the man understand? If he buys something that she wants, a man might be accuse of not being creative and needed a woman to tell him what she wants. If he buys something that she might not want or he misread the clues and hints that takes the CSI team to solve, he might be accuse of not listening and not understanding what her needs are. Which one is it?

3. When a man goes for his games; football, tennis, badminton, etc; is he expected to bring her or not? If he brings her along, she might be complaining about being bored, her skin is gonna be dark cos of the sun or he smells bad after the game while driving home? If he does not bring her along, she would be suspicious, accusing of another woman is there, accused of forgetting her when he is with his buddies and he does not want her around with his friends. Which one is it?

4. When a woman asked a man opinion on her new shoes or clothes that look hideous and overly expensive, what kind of opinion does she wants? Should he answer honestly and then been accused of not appreciating her initiative to look beautiful for him and a man who seems to be out of style. Or should he lie and tell her what a wonderful choice and ignore the eyes, the giggles and the whisper around them when he brings her out? Which one is it?

5. When a man brings a woman for a date, what does she expect? The usual boring dinner and movie routine, a planned weekend where they both know where they are going, who are they gonna meet or what they are going to do? Or does she expect the guy to be creative, a put more initiative, a bit more spontaneous, go and do what they feel like doing at that particular time? Choose the first one he might be accuse of being boring no fun kind of guy or choose the latter and get accuse maybe of catching her off guard, not ready or she is not wearing the right attire. Which one is it?

6. When a man gives a woman gifts, does the price matter or the thought that counts? If the price of the gift is cheap would she still be happy to accept it because the thought that counts or the price of the gift must be expensive and it doesn’t matter if he suffers a great deal just to get the gift? Which one is it?

7. When on a date, does it matter where a man brings a woman? Does it matter if it is a kedai mamak or at a fancy restaurant? Any place will do as long as they can share their feelings and time together? Or does it have to be a place where she wants to go, where she feels comfortable and surrounded by the things that she love? Which one is it?

I think i just stop here. Advise us clueless and help men........please

20LE

Will Ole ever gonna play again in a United shirt? He has been out with injuries for almost 3 years now. The Baby Face Assassin is still a firm favourite to the United faithful. He was an unknown when he sign from Molde, a Norwegian club to United in the 96-97 season and by the end of the season, he was the top scorer for the team with 19 goals.

I still remember when he first came in. I can't remember against who but i was like. who is this? and my sis was like, he's cute? Who is he? I was still trying to figure this guy out but it seem like it is just not me. The other team defenders were also busy figuring his age and name cos they seem to not been able to stop him that season.

He might not be the first choice striker and he always claim that he does not mind the “super sub” tag that has been associated with him. He was always the third choice strikers but being a true professional he never complaint and with a talent like him, he could be the first choice in the team sheet every week but he stayed on.

Who can ever forget his 4 goals in 12 minutes when he came in as a sub with United leading 4-1. And the historic and maybe the most important goal he scored in his career so far ; that injury time goal that help United to lift the European Cup for the second time in United history. His goals help United to one of the greatest and glorious season ever for the United team, winning the Premier League, FA cup and also the European Cup.

He have scored 115 times for United since he joined United. The knee injury is still haunting him and he comeback to the team always been hampered. He have not given up and he has promise to all United fan he is gonna come back from this horrible injury and score goals for United again. And we United fans will of course pray and welcome him back.

Breaking a Sweat……..AT LAST!!!!!!

I woke up today and man, my whole body is aching. I am still tired and I think my body is still trying to adjust to the fact that I am actually running and sweating again. I think my whole limb got a shock cos they are actually being utilized…. I played futsal last nite.

It has been almost 6 months since I kick a ball. That is a long time but for the record, I have once have gone through 2 years without playing. The reaction to that is much worse . I actually threw up, during the game, and stop playing after 5 minutes. Man….. I have to sit out the rest of the game and trying to recover from that 5 pathetic minutes for almost a week. I can’t walk properly cos my legs muscles are aching, had headache for about 2-3 days, don’t ask me to explain cos I don’t know why, my back hurts and I was sweating……so the lesson here is….. don’t let your body rest for that long….I know I will not let that happen again…

I actually feared for the worst last nite, considering the long lay off. 6 months is not a short period. Even professional footballers will take time to ease themselves into the game. And here we are not even talking about a professional footballer but a guy who just likes to play football, not that good and have not been exercising for about 6 months. Not even a butt exercise. Would I just be walking around in the court? Would I just play for 5-10 minutes and then I would be seeing start? Would I have a horrid time…..miss kick the ball, kick the ball like a girl….oh….just about everything bad that could happen was in my head.

But at the same time, I was looking forward to the game. I miss it. Use to play almost every week back home to none is killing me. Thanks to a great girlfriend and also a great friend (thanks Cher), I am about to play my first game and it is also gonna be the first time ever I play football in a different state. It may not mean much to anyone else but being a football fanatic, watching matches is great but it will never beat the feeling of actually kicking the ball, tackling, heading and scoring a goal yourself.

I brought my gears and change at the office. I dah janji with Cher around 7.30pm at her office. Still nervous cos I never met the other guys and at the same time I am afraid that I might suck. Just to make sure I got enough energy, I bought a packet of power bar powder. Anything that can help me, I would have taken at that time. Met Cher and followed her car to the futsal court. I still fear for the worst at that time. When we arrive, I introduce myself to everyone and start drinking my energy drinks and hope it works.

When u r playing in a team game, it is best to know the name of your team mates. If you don’t, u might end up not getting the ball. At first it was kinda hard. The only person I know on the field is actually playing for the other team so I try to make use of my sense of hearing. Remembering the name of my team mate when they are called out by others. Being new, I am still figuring out the game with them. I have to know who can kick with his right or left leg (to pass a ball for someone to kick, must know where he is comfortable with), who can run and get to the end of a pass (need to know the range and also the speed of the pass) and lots. I know I am a bit too technical for just a fun futsal outing, but when u play well, u and ur team mate also will have fun. As the games proceed further, I played much better, got most of my pass inch perfect and scored goals too. And the energy drink helps; I might recommend it to others.

In the end, I had fun. All the bad things I was freaking about didn’t happen. The guys and gal were great and they are a good bunch of players and people. My whole body is aching but I can’t want for another session. A good way for me to sweat and workout have fun and maybe meet new friends……and also I found out that energy drinks do work…hahahahahaha……

Friendly Speaking

Last Saturday I accompanied my girlfriend to her friends’ Hari Raya open house. I have no complaints about it cos when free foods are on offer, I am there. The only concern that I have is me trying to make a conversation or even small talks. I have to admit and I have mentioned it before too, that my social skills are not something to shout about. So while on the way to the open house, I was actually quietly thinking of my talking points. I know they are gonna ask me which part of Sarawak I am from once they know I’m a Sarawakian. The 2nd question would be how I am fitting in KL. Then it will proceed to where do I live here in KL and where do I work. Once they know I work in a gym, they would ask what kind of work I am doing. Some would just ask if I am a personal trainer and I would answer “I don’t think anyone wants to be train ed if the personal trainer looks like me (referring to my belly)” ….which is an attempt by me to be funny. Then it will all come to a halt…..and I’ll be like looking up above the stars and hoping a comet or superman just stream by so it can be the next talking point.

It is so easy for people who are generally good talkers or communicators to do it. It is damn hard for me. I don’t know why and what is the reason. Maybe because of the way I was brought up. My parents were quite strict on me being the eldest and all. I was not allowed to go to parti es until I was 18 years old and when I was actually in college. But I think most of us face the same thing but that will not make our social skills in the dumpster.

Sometimes because I of my sifat pemalu yang terlampau, people just make the assumption that I am just a snobbish and a proud person which I am not at all. I hate being branded like that. It makes me sad and down because I know I am not. I just need time to be comfortable around new people.

So what does a man at my age needs to do to make friends and what can I do to improve my social skills. I am still figuring out. It is getting harder now to meet people especially being in a new place and a new environment. Trying to adapt to the city itself is a challenge for me but trying to meet new friends, on my own (without my girlfriend help cos so far, all my new friends are her friends) is a mission maybe too impossible for someone like me. I know I need to get over my shyness to be able to make friends but where do I start?

I miss talking about my football stuffs. That is one of the main reason I start blogging. Just a way for me to get it out and also to babble on and on and on about it. And I think it is working. At least I have a channel to get it all out but I guess it will never beat sitting at a kopitiam or a mamak stall and talk about football…the offside goal, the handball, the crunching tackles…..so the main point here is, I need macho adrenaline pumping male bonding…hahahahaha……

Well, for the time being, for all the people who care to read, just enjoy my view about everything….football, life, almost about everything….from my eyes…..

Star for a Day

Today i went to a Hari Raya open house with my lovely baby boo. It's her friend from school, Syanie...the actress u know. She was actually looking forward of cos to meet her friend Syanie and (hmmmpp....still tak puas hati) Hans Isaac. We went with Izwan and Nilie...konvoi lah pegi cos they are not sure the way to Syanie's house. Sampai there, she buat lawak, she got kelam kabut when seeing all the cars coming and she need to reverse the car to park. And i dont blame her, the jalan was so kecik cos cars were parking along the roads.....so we change places and like a true hero i mastered a way for us to get out.

There were a lot of people a round. Syanie was there to sambut all the tetamu and we said hi to her before proceeding to the khemah where lots of people were sitting and stuffing themselves with food...hmm.....tak sabar nak find a seat and stuff myself too...hehehehehe.....and to tell u the truth, other than of cos beraya to a friend's house( i actually know an celebrty and i call her a friend now, well, more like menumpang from my dear girlfriend lah), was too eat my way through the nite..hahahaha....and as per recommended by the tukang jemput, the roast lamb is a must....

We manage to muscle our way (just nak buat it sounds a bit exciting, cos we just stroll thru..heheheh), we manage to find a seat just infront of Syanie's house. the whole strecth of the road infornt of her house was blocked by the tent. Oh...while muscling our way to find seats, i saw my first celebrity, Bob Lokman...and if he is to knock me with his hands, i think my muka will be senget forever..he is big and tall....ok..back to the story where we jumpa a place to sit. Sherie and Nilie went to get the food, and me and Izwan was being a gentlemen and waited to protect our place...a true hero indeed.

My eyes was wandering around when i saw this gorgeous lady. It's Erra Fazira, and she is drop dead like a fly on the wind shield gorgeous....even Sherie's agrees. She is tall, and she looks elegant. She was sitting with Nur Aliah Lee, Aziz M Osman wife if i am not mistaken. She also looks ayu....she looks really nice. Then Julia Banos came to their table and said hi...wow....i was never this close to all celebrities before....heehehe....and from the corner of my eyes...i then saw Umie Aida...she was too looking pretty. I was hoping i could catch Maya but she was no where to be found. And while i was looking and admiring the view ( u still the most beautiful lady in my life), my dear girlfriend was drooling...and i have to wipe her drools...try to get a view of what she was looking at...n there...just by the gate, beside the drain infront of the house, there he was. The man hunk i assume she would decribe him....Hans Isaac. Man....guess that's how she felt when i was looking at Erra, but then again, i guess she could turn lesbian on me judging the way how she keep saying how gorgeous she was to her friends.

There were some more celebrities but i guess i need to watch more malay movies or drama over RTM,TV3 or any other channel to actually recognise them. I think we shared the table with an actress, she looks familiar, from an ad or from some drama on tv, i am not sure. She look campur campur like rojak one....i definately saw her someone.....but like i sai...im there for the food...the roasted kambing....damn...it was good, i was lucky to be one of the first batch of people to get the lamb. They refill every hour and before u know it, tinggal tulang je in abt 20 mins time cos the queue for the kambing, like gerabak keretapi. The keuh tiau was good also, nasi dagang is fulfilling and the kuih also good...my verdict, free food is good but free food that is cook to perfection is five goat beard star.....i dont know what i am merepeking here....but u get what i mean right?

Apart from all the food, i was like thinking. WHy didn't i got star struck? Why i didn't freeze when Erra was beside me when i was refilling my drinks? Why didn't i smile like a kerang busuk when she smile and said excuse me? hmmm...guess they are not my kind of star kot...if Roy Keane or Ruud was infront of me (there he goes with his football thing again) i would be speechless......i would freeze and look even stupider i guess..hahaha...n u know what my girlfriend said? She said, if Bradd Pitt was there she would definately left me behind...hahahah..i know she is joking but would a girl do that? I mean, leave a guy when she can get a bigger catch?

The Best of the Best

On Friday 25th November 2005, Manchester United and football fans all around the world was mourning as we lost another football great, George Best, who dazzled the world football in the 60’s when he wore the no 7 jersey of United. A truly great player who retired from football when he was only 27 years old because of his addiction to the bottle, we may only had a glimpse of what he could do. Most player are on the peak of their career when they are 28, so we can just imagine what he can do if he just stayed away from the lure of alcohol.

He was the first “rock star” of football, long before the current crop of players like Beckham, Raul or even Rooney. He was the fashion icon and he was always surrounded by "birds" as he decribed them. As he was once quoted “I used to go missing a lot" he said "Miss Canada, Miss United Kingdom or Miss World.” With his moped hair he was also dubbed as the 5th Beatle by the press because of his rock star life, his good looks and also the attention that he got from the ladies.

As a United supporter, u are always reminded and told about the greatness of George Best. I have only watched clips and videos of his playing skills on cds I bought. When Giggsy emerged at the club as a 17 years old winger, he was dubbed as the next Best but Best was in a class of his own. His name was always mentioned whenever the debate about who is the best player in the world. Even Pele, have said that Best is the best player in the world. With his audacious dribbling skills, he can shoot with both of his feet (Beck can only use his right, his left is crap), one of the best headers of the ball, his tackling and eye for goals, he is just the best.

The bottle took over him and his career and what a short and memorable career he had. His addiction to the bottle may have come from his mother, who was also an alcoholic (she also died with alcohol related sickness), his sudden fame at an early age which he have no control of or maybe he drinks because he lost the passion for the game. No one knows but it was a sad story to such a brilliant player.

Salute to Best. Thank you for gracing your skills and your talent to all Manchurian. George Best, our legend, our hero. His name will always be in all United fan forever. He came, he conquer....now he left us as a legend.................

THANK YOU BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A Perfect Life

I received a mail from a friend. Lost contact for a while but masa balik cuti raya recently, jumpa balik. So we exchange mails and phone no cos we met pun by chance aje. So takde lah we like talk lama and ask about what we are doing now and things but just told him that I am working in KL now.

He mailed me a few days ago just to say hi and also what he have been doing for the past one year I guess. Telling me how life have change for him and he have finally gotten a job that he loves. He enjoys his work and the company. The pay is quite good also so that makes him even happier. His life has finally works the way he wants and plans it to be. A good job & position, he bought a house recently, a cool car…he is living his life…he life is just perfect right now.

Makes me think…what is a perfect life? What if your life did not turn out like what u dream or plan? Would that make your life less perfect? Would that make you a failure in life?

I don’t like my job(hate is a strong word u know) and still searching for something I really would enjoy, I live alone in a rented apartment; my car, well, I am still hoping that one day I will be a proud owner of a BMW or at least a Mazda 3 or 6 series. does that mean that I am living my life as a failure….I know a lot of people have the same feelings…does that make my or your life less perfect?

I stop pitying myself a long time ago…I stop sulking over what is not happening and what I don’t have now…well, I still do it sometimes but people who loves me and cares about me – my family, friends and of course my significant other- always reminds me that I do have a perfect life. I have them in my life to love me, to care for me. So I just wanna tell you about the people in my life that made my life better than it could have ever been.

Me and my dad, we are not exactly talking buddies, well, he talks a lot, I don’t, and I listen most of the time… hahahaha …..He may not say I love you but I know he does with his constant reminder of my responsibilities as a Muslim….” Sembahyang jangan di lupak….dah tua and nak berbini ya….camne nak jadi ketua keluarga mun sik nunai tanggungjawab dirik pun” (anyone needs a translation..heheheh)…ohhh….and also reminding me about my car loan payment….always slips my mind…..hehehehehe

My mom….hmmmm…what can I say about this amazing lady. I love her so much. A soft spoken woman, don’t talk much….and her health…hmmm…I just hope I can at least repay what she have done for me all this time…just a simple sms saying hi and how I miss her is enough to make her happy……

My grandma…she took care of me when I was a child, I was sleeping with her and my late grandpa till I was 5 or 6…being the 1st grandchild, I am always a bit manja with her and till now, she will always kiss my cheeks when she sees me. I was her loyal partner whenever she needs to go to the market…masa kecik2…we use the bus, now I drive her..but her health is a worry now…and her wish “ Jangan lamak gilak bujang, ingin mak nek(that’s what I call her) nangga kau atas pelamin”….Insya Allah, I will make her wish come true sooner rather than later…..

My sisters….well….those two are special ladies…they are gonna make any guy happy….hahahaha….

Hanim with her Korean and Japanese movies (so guys who have looks like a Korean actor, u are in with a chance..hahaha)…she is always in her room with her books, novels, DVDs, cds, astro…I don’t think she ever goes out for a date….I do hope she find a guy…a good guy…..I have a say in that right? Always gracious and always there to help (my personal bank sometimes…mak asih Nim)……

Yaya…oopppss….Camy I mean…she’s the youngest but she never acted like one…sometimes I think she is more matured than Hanim…and she is 10 years younger than me….me and her, we are like best friend….we get along really really well…and we support the same football team…Glory Glory United right….but this one, sensitive giler….hahahaha…so be careful with what u say to her…she might be offended u know…but she is my lil sis….crazy giler kat Kaer…and this year she actually met Kaer by chance when she was her in KL….she call me at once when she met him..hahahahaha…and also when she wants to know the game result….

My two brothers…..hmmm…..we don’t talk…we only talk to each other when we need to…Razi is the strong quiet type, don’t say much and when he is angry, he is even quieter….strange boy but when he is with his friends….it is like a 180 change, he is this loud, joke cracking guy…loves to colour his hair…he dyed it a bit too red sometime ago…and a bit purple if I am not mistaken…crazy guy I tell u…

Iwan…well…his a family man now…the first in the family, got a boy call Rifki…didn’t agree with what he did till now, hard to forgive but his my brother….and I just hope and pray he just grow up cepat sikit and get mature sikit cos he got a family and a son to take care….just stop with your car modification craze and take care of the family…..

Friends…hmmm…..I don’t have a lot but the one I have, they are special to me…..

Awang, hmmm….trying to make an appointment to lepak with this guy is harder than making appointment with the Sarawak CM maybe, a very perasan guy who always thinks the girls are checking him out….Sorry pok, they are actually checking out the guy behind u or beside u (ehemm..ehem…hahahahaha)…but a nice guy, selamba when making jokes..u don’t even know if he is making a joke cos of his facial _expression….and when you need help, always there to lend a hand….

Aziz…well…the old guy….hahahaha..my band mate, the guitarist in the band...got a very very manly voice..well…I didn’t say that…one of the girls in the office told me , he got this Hattan/Rahim Maarof type of voice( I still beat u though….2nd is better than 3rd..hehehehe)….blur giler….oh My God….u wont belief tahap blur this guy have..a joke will not be funny anymore after the 4th or 5th time u know….but he is a loving husband and father…his wife is one of the coolest lady I met….

Nordy…well….Lan A to Z looks alike (jangan marah pok..hahahaha)….cute guy…always get the ladies attention so when u are with him, it is likely that cute lady wearing the blue shirt is not checking u out….just that, most of the time, yang mengurat this guy are teenagers, belum akil baligh…hahahahah…..because of his size….kecik and cute je budak ni, cool guy, a singer, fancy himself as a hip hop and R&B singer..hahahahah…..he have a new “girlfriend”…white in colour….haven’t got the opportunity to take a spin in it yet…

Norma….my adik angkat…a lovable girl…aggressive girl….funny girl…and what I know…I will always be there for her….a fragile girl who is now maturing into a fine young lady indeed.....love his boyfriend to death….and that laugh…oh my god….that laugh……u have to hear it to believe it …..if Maya Karin needs a double for her Pontianak laugh….look no further….

My girl, my baby boo Sherie…. I love her….she is one hell of a strong minded woman. She can take care of herself, and she hates it if I can’t make my own decision. But she is a teddy bear at heart..heheheheh….very loveable and huggable.. she loves kids and I know she can’t wait to her own one day and I believe she will be a great mom one day…heheheheh…..I am ever so grateful that I met her and knowing that she is mine just makes me the happiest and luckiest man alive and with each passing day…. I love her more….

And her friends….I don’t know…..her friends….Aida, Nuyi, Cher, Fa, Zureen, Erina, Ani, Latape, Jack, Izwan, Nili, Leen, Shukri, and the list goes on and on and on…..this people accepted me into their life with open arms as if I have always been there…. I am here alone but so far I have never felt like I am…I am not the kind of guy who enters a room and just light it up with my charm and I must admit my social skills needs lots of improvement but so far they made my life here bearable and I know that I can always depend on them…..i have not felt out of place when I am around them(except maybe my slang still a bit too Sarawakian) and I hope one day I can repay all of them for being so kind to me…..that I promise……

Hmmm….so you see….my life is perfect…my life is not a failure cos I am blessed with all the people I mentioned…I know they are a lot more but…..please be assured…I may not write or say any thing about you in here….but what you mean to me is written in my heart…..I will never forget anyone that I met along the way so far in my life cos each and everyone one have given me something…. I may not like what I do, I may not have the car of my dreams but I have all this people around me, and I can’t ask for more…..

Your life is perfect if you make it perfect….your life is empty if you make it empty……think of what u have in your life and not what u don’t have…..

Surat Putus Cinta

Tijah ingin memutuskan perhubungan dengan boyfriend MAT SALLEH nya....Dia taksanggup bertemu muka, Lalu dia pun mengutus surat...surat tu macam ni bunyinya....hehehehe:Hi, my motive write this letter is to give know you something. I WANT TOCUT CONNECTION US. I have think about this very cook. I know i clap one handonly. Correctly, i have see you and she together at town with my eyes self. you always request apology back back. I don! 't trust you again!!! My Friend speak you play three wood. New i know you correct correct playthree wood. so, i break off to pull my body from this love triangle.I know this result i pick is very correct, because you love she very high from me. so, i break off to go far from here. But i always love where also i live....Safe live......

Somebody Save Me

I don’t like doing this job. Calling people and demanding them to pay up their dues. It is so stressful…to call up and say…”You have outstanding fees needed to be settled. Bla..bla…bla…” and then get shouted at for something other freaking stupid baboon kind of people mistake…….no fun at all…..

I guess everyone feels like they are surrounded by freaking idiot but in my case, I am working with freaking idiot. A guy who wears a shirt that is too small for him (I don’t think he bought anything new for maybe 5 years), a guy who looks like he is sleeping almost every time (he looks like Garfield…I kid u not)….arghhh….I can go on and on……please please please…….I hate this job…I hate this freaking place…I hate the working environment here……..

Got any vacant post out there for me???? Just give me a holla……cos I just don’t know how long I can survive here…….

Football Crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“It’s Saturday night; we should go out and watch a movie or something? Why do you want to stay home and just see this 22 stupid men chasing for that one ball. Don’t they have 2 balls of their own to take care of?”

Sounds familiar doesn’t it.? Well I had my fair share of trying to explain why 22 men wearing shorts are chasing that one ball and try as hard as they can to put it inside that square thing they call a goal post. And then the hassle of explaining what defenders do, what midfielders do(in addition I have to explain the difference of a defensive and an attacking midfielders), the offside rules, difference between a direct and indirect free kick and why they have to hug each other when they score a goal…..”it is such a gay thing to do……and they are sweating….eeuuwww…”…hmmm….. don’t ask me who this girl is. I would be happy to explain why United have to wear a blue jersey when the official jersey for United is red and all the rules and the name of that cute young man using no 18…….after the game…NOT during the game when your team is a goal down.

Then comes the part where she is complaining that we don’t love her as much as football. We don’t even have time to actually explain why we are so into this game call football all around the world …well they call it soccer in America(those weird Yankees)….hmmm…..”I can explain to you after the game ok baby…..No No…..u just don’t want to let me in…u just don’t want me to understand”…..Oh my God…..help me….where did that come from.

When we do try to explain it maybe during a car ride back from work or to a movie….”cam mane u nak expect me to faham now….I can’t visualize and it is too confusing lah….can we talk about how you feel about me for a change”……hmmmm…..that’s it….I give up…

But why do men are so passionate about this game? Why do men (90% of male population in Malaysia maybe. got that figure after adding then subratcting then dividing them with the male friends around me so close enuff) would be willing to stay up all night sampai kerja the next day muka cam bantal (especially during demam World Cup…next year…wohoo…go England), have arguments and fights (those were foolish young days..Hmmm) or even cried (I didn’t….no I didn’t) for this game call football…….

Simple….believe it or not…each and every men….old, young, fat, thin, bald, rock kapak hair….dream of being one of those 22 stupid men...cheered by thousands and thousands of screaming fans….making that save from that certain goal from Raul, heading that ball over Drogba to deny him the chance to score, tackling Stevie G for the supremacy in the middle of the field, crossing that pin point cross to Ronaldo to head in the ball and yes…the ultimate….scoring that winning goal to give your team the world cup or the FA cup or any cup……those 22 players are actually fulfilling our dreams….we are cheering for them cos we wanted to be cheered like them…we want to be them….but not everyone of us are blessed with the talent and also the opportunity to be the next Rooney, Ronaldo or Ronaldinho

I always wanted to be a footballer….a damn good one but sports are not always a good choice for a career here in Malaysia especially football. I played football for my school…and back then we don’t even get a proper jersey….it’s a t-shirt basically but I was beaming with pride when it was given to me. No 8 during my primary school….wanted to be that German player…Karl Heinz Rumenigee (not sure abt the spelling of that last name….anyone who knows...???)…and at that time…I don’t even own a football boots (borrowed from my cousin)….but hey….I was playing for the school…hahahahaha….secondary school….competition to be in the school team was harder….and also the pressure of doing well in school….and how my mom doesn’t like a boy wearing spectacle to play contact sports….but despite all that, I played for the school team…well..more like warming the bench for almost 2 years and just realize…. I am not good enough…hard to swallow…hard to accept but that’s reality….so I quit the team and played rugby instead…hahahahaha…but my love for football….does not end there.

Just ask any guy friends you have, why do they have to pick a certain number when they play? What does that number on the back of their jersey represents? For me, it is no 16 because it’s Roy Keane no. Always wanted to be as good as him but so far it is just a no on the back of my jersey, haven’t helped me much on my playing skills…hahahaha..but its Keane’s no 16…my hero (ok ok…everyone by now knows how I idolize this man). The striker always wanted that no 9 or 10 because it has always been associated with great strikers like Pele, Maradonna, Lineker, Owen, etc....and the reason that we pick this number because when we are wearing no 7 ke..no 10..ke no 16 or no 99 ke….we wanted to be the shadow of the great players who wore this numbers…..

Like I said, not everyone dianugerahkan talent, peluang or support they needed to make football as a career. People like me, can play but not good enough, can tackle the ball but lack conviction, can hit the ball but not hard enough, can defend but selalu hilang concentration….so we end up as fans, supporters…fanatic or moderate, your choice but for me, those 22 stupid men are actually realizing my dream and maybe a few other guys out there. When I am watching the game, I feel like I am one of them, I feel like I am part of the team, in my case, part of that United squad. When they are loosing, I want to be the one who dribble 5 players and score or the one that heads the ball into the net instead of Ronaldo (if he just heads that all properly, we could won that Villarreal game)….screaming and crying with them when we won the European Cup in 1999…I feel the disappointment, I feel their frustration, I feel their happiness, I feel their aggression…cos I am part of the team…I am one of them…..

Gilakah….they don’t even know you? Yeah…they don’t know me but each of the players represent me and what I wanted to be. Dreaming and wishing I am them…and they know that each of them represent us, the fans and supporters….and yeah, they don’t share the millions they earn but to me, cukuplah if they go on the field and play…realizing a dream that most of us men who love football in this world, doing something you love and getting paid for it….

So the next time, if any guy or gal who wants to understand why your partner, hubby, fiancé, boyfriend, son or anyone in fact who cried for their team when they lost, who screams their head off when their team scored……just ask them who is their favourite player, pretend that player is your partner, hubby, fiancé, boyfriend, son or anyone you love…….u will then and there understand why we should stay at home watching the game on Saturday nite…………………………………………………

THERE IS ONLY ONE KEANO!!!!

Shocked. Disbelief. Sad. Confused. I was trembling. I just can’t believe what I have heard in the news. Is it true or I am just hearing things. It can’t be true. It just can’t. Keano no more???!!!! Keano quit United???!!! It just can’t be true.

It was no shock when United sold Stamp to Lazio. It was no shock when David “Golden Balls” Beckham was sold to Real Madrid. But Keano quitting United 12 games into the season and United european challenge this season still on the wire, it just can’t be happening. It is a catastrophe.

I am not ashamed to admit that I cried. I shed a tear, just a bit, because the thought of Keano is no more a Red Devil is too much. Even when he was hinting that he might not be a United player next season is hard to accept but losing him now, suddenly, was something all United fans in the world have not expected. Our talisman is no more. 12 years of service just suddenly ended. What happen? Mutual consent?? Nobody is gonna believe that he left because it was mutual consent. Nobody. I certainly did not believe it.

Whatever happens behind the curtains of the Theatre of Dreams that leads to Keano leaving with “mutual consent”, no one knows. Rumours of a row between Keano and Assistant Coach Queiroz is one of them. There was also the infamous interview he gave on MUTV. But nobody actually knows what happen that made him leave. Oh, how I wish I know. Such a great player and a loyal servant for United have now gone forever.

12 wonderful years has this man given to United. He has won almost everything when he was with United except for that elusive European Cup that he did not play in. he have been United Captain for almost 8 years when he took over from Cantona. He played like a true professional when he was on the field. Every football players acknowledge this Cork man talent and commitment to the cause of the team, even Vierra, yes even Vierra. The never say die attitude and his natural leadership on the field have always push United through games that United look likely to loose. I just can’t describe what have this man given to team. Simply said, when he plays, no one notice but when he is not in the team, the whole team looks disoriented and lost. He was United heart and soul but now he is gone. Will it ever be replace?

Who can take the void Keano have left? Players come and go, trying to be the successor and to fill the boots of the Irish hard man. Djemba-Djemba, Kleberson and Miller came and taunted as the new Keane but they failed miserably. All of them have left even before Keano did. Djemba-Djemba is with Aston Villa now but he is not even making grade in that team. Kleberson left and now plying his trade in Turkey and Miller is on loan at Leeds. In Keano absent through injury before he left United suddenly, Smith is the next candidate for the post and to be fair to him, he is trying but will he ever be in the same class as Keano was, personally, I don’t think so but for the sake of the team, I hope he succeed.

Keano have left and as of today, the United camp has not named the successor to the arm band. For the past 5 games, Ruud have taken the responsibility as the captain but I would dare say that Gary Neville would probably take the nod from Fergie. And of all the players in the team right now, he has the most experience and also fairly good leadership skills to lead post Keano era. I just hope he can continue the great United Captain tradition. I hope he can carry the team just like past Captain have.

Time of reflection for United fans. Hard it is to admit, but our Captain Keane is gone. Where he goes, where he plays, no one knows now but any team who he choose to sign with will definitely acquire a player who will play with his heart and who will give everything he have on the field. He may be 34 years old now, but Keane still have maybe 3-4 years in him. The youngsters in the team should take the opportunity to be playing with him and learn what this great player has to offer.

For me, he will always be Mr. United to me. He is just not merely my favourite player but he is also my idol. His attitude, commitment, It is because of him I always insisted on wearing the no 16 in hope that I can immaculate the great man on the field. So far, I fail miserably…hahahaha but just wearing that number makes me feel a bit more confident of my own ability as a player. I grew up idolizing him and now as an adult, I still idolize him. It is really hard now to even see a true professional. Keane is. He plays because he loves the game. He plays with his heart and he plays because of his pride. When he is on the field, he will sweat blood for the team. He gives 110% every single time he puts on the red or a green jersey on his back. He wants the team to succeed even if everyone in the stadium hates him. He criticizes players who are slacking. And when he has something to say, he says it even if he gets into trouble because of it. His determination to succeed has always there since he was a little kid. Deemed to be too small to be a professional player, he rose up to be one of the most celebrated hard man and midfield force in the world. From club level with Cobh Ramblers to Nottingham Forest and to Manchester United and also on the international level with Ireland, he proved to everyone that if you believe and if you work hard, you will succeed. He proved it and because of that he is where he is right now.

Player come and go in any team but how the team rebuild itself and cope with the lost of great players will show the real character of a team. United have said goodbye to a lot of great players before such as Cantona, Bruce, Robson, Smeichel, Edwards, Charlton, Best, Kidd and lots and lots more and now Keano is the latest to join them. We have always bounced back from the lost of these players and with the current crop of players we are still having a lot of future great players in our ranks. Rooney would of course be on top of the list to be the next talisman for the team, Ronaldo is also on his way to legend status at United and of course, Ruud the man is still there banging all the goals for us. With or without Keane, United will march on and still is one of the best team in England and also in Europe. I think in a few months time, I will eventually accept the fact that such a glorious player like him is gone. A new hero will rise up. All we can do is wait and see who is the player who is gonna take the mantle from the great man.

How will United cope with the post Keane era? We have to wait and see till the end of the season. If we succeed, the people would be saying that United is more than just a one man team but if we some how fail to live up to all the expectation that have always been connected to any great team, they would say that United just cannot handle the lost of a leader in the team. The team depended too much on Keane to lead them. So for now, millions of united supporter and well, anti united camp are waiting for what could be the most controversial season so far under Fergie’s reign. A season that started with the take over from the Glazer family, protest and boycott from supporters, criticism of the 4-5-1 style of play and now Keano sudden exit and oh….the latest one, Vodafone, the jersey sponsor for United have cut short of their 4 years deal to only 2 years. The mobile phone service company cut short the contract because they have sign a new agreement with UEFA to be one of the major sponsors for the Champions League next season. Meaning starting next season, a new name will be on the front of United jersey. They have only been 2 jersey sponsors since 1982, Sharp and Vodafone. The season has a long way to go, so we just have to wait and see what will it bring for the Red Devils……and as a United supporter, I hope it is gonna be good things from now on.